’ For the space of half a minute, Gerald continued to scowl in silent frustration. They walked side by side for a time. Sheppard despairingly. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. Even given that he was hopelessly enamoured of the wench, a fact which was obvious to the meanest intelligence. “Look at our affair,” he went on, looking up at her. I must go to-night, or I shall never behold him again. ” He said.
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